Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Men have taken over everything.Thankfully, for many decades and generations,
we women have been asking politely or aggressively for some of those things
back.The other day at work, I had to
deal with a customer that just pushed all of my buttons and set me off.Now by this time, I do not recall any of the
conversation or why the customer called, but at some point, the customer had to
give me the VIN to a vehicle.Now as I
am sure most of you know, when giving words for the alphabet – such as A for
Apple – most of the time, the letters are associated with a man’s name or
something male.Like this:B for Boy, C for Charlie, D for Daniel, E for
Edward, F for Frank, G for George, H for Harry, J for John or Jack, K for King, O for Oscar, P for
Peter, R for Robert, S for Sam, T for Tom, V for Victor and W for William.Right there, those are 16 male things for the
alphabet; that is more than ½ of the alphabet.How the hell did we women get mostly pushed out of the frigging
alphabet???I mean, I know we have M for
Mary, N for Nancy and Q for Queen, but those three are hardly a consolation prize are
they? 3 whole letters out of 26
total.How pathetic!

After years of working in insurance, using the
above words has been ingrained in me, but I am trying to change it.There are times, I will admit, that I do fall
back on using the afore-mentioned words, but I try really hard not to.For many months I had a piece of paper taped
to my desk that had a selection of words to use for the alphabet and NONE of
them were male related.For example, for
the letter “B” I had Billboard, Bridge and Bird.For “C” I had Cash, Candle and Checkers.For “P” I had Practice, Patience and
Plastic.For “E” I had Electric,
Eggshell and Effort.Sometimes using the
words “Patience” and “Effort” reminded me to put in a great deal of Effort in
showing Patience with some of the customers I have to deal with. ;-)

Anyway, after my conversation with this
customer who just got deeply under my skin, I told my co-worker about men even
taking over the f’ing alphabet.I then
said with much disdain and aggression in my voice ‘that when men start taking
over periods and childbirth, then they can have something as simple and
gender-neutral as the alphabet too.”**

So for any of you ladies reading this, I
strongly urge you to stop using male words for the alphabet.Give those hairy, power-obsessed,
dictating, greedy bastards a swift kick in their male-tacos and roar “ENOUGH.We are tired of being put down and pushed
around.Give us our fair share.And while you are at it, quit scratching your
balls in public.”

**By the way when I told that to my co-worker she almost fell out of her chair from laughter

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About Me

I am happily married and work full-time in the personal lines insurance industry. Hubby and I eloped to Las Vegas in May 2009 and then became dog parents in January 2010. Dog takes up quite a bit of time but he is goofy and so much fun.

My early years were made of riding horses and competing in various events in rodeos. That was a great way to grow up. Hubby and I moved to Atlanta in 2007. I really enjoyed living in the city and all of the exciting things you can do here; then we moved in 2014 to NC and now live in the out in country. Quite a different pace of life to say the least!